You're my smile, I'm your fear.
You're my laughter, I'm your tear.
You're my summer, I'm your fall.
You're my rosebud, I'm your thorn.
You bring me joy, I give you pain.
You show me life, I drive you insane.
Now you're gone, you're not coming back.
I hurt you bad, I have that knack.
------- Author's Notes -------
This wasn't to a 'special' person in my life, as in partner or something. I just feel I hurt everyone and anyone I come across, no matter how I feel about them. Curses, anyone?
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Emma (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, September 3 2005, 10:05 pm|
I don't know how you can hurt anyone, I've never experienced it. Aren't the people you really care about, still with you?
|scurrd (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, September 29 2005, 02:09 am|
wow pretty friggin sweet good poem man
|Tammy (188.8.131.52) -- Thursday, September 29 2005, 06:49 pm|
This is a great poem, I enjoyed the read, and understand what your saying. I feel I do the same thing all the time.
|Mike (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, October 8 2005, 10:56 pm|
x] Thanks for the comments. And Emma, the people I care about are still with me, yes.. They're drifting away slowly, though..
|BRian (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, October 24 2007, 02:06 am|
This poem really stickes out... i love it keep up the good work
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